The Carousel


Round and round, and up and down
come board our very pretty ride
wicked smiles they never frown
the moveless horses, baleful eyed
but have a care, this circle game
ends only when someone has died.

Up and down, and round and round
pitilessly the horses spin
never merry, they go round
implacable, they draw you in
the heartless painted ponies prance
come join our dance on unfair ground

Newton's second law obtains
when violence rears its evil head
act, react, we grasp the reins
on retribution's path we're led
the roundabout of death spins on
'til nothing evil men restrains

Round and round it ever goes
the gaudy carousel of hate
how it started no one knows
it's lost within the nation state
and Gods at war give men excuse
to follow every wind that blows.

Round and round and round he cried
the grinning joker spun the wheel
faster, faster, love's dead he lied
don't think, don't doubt, don't pause, don't feel
roll up roll up kids it's quite safe
come join me on my pretty ride.

Zettel